A few days later, on the mountainside, there was a rather large ancient temple.

This ancient hall sits at the top of a fairly flat mountainside, and then leans on the peak that seems to have been cut in half, but it has the feeling of leaning against the top of Lingyun Mountain and looking forward to the endless sea of clouds.

The center of its ancient hall is wide, the bluestone slabs are paved together, it seems to be endless, and thousands of people can stand.

On both sides of the central square and in the center of the square stand each sitting ancient hall, although these halls are not extremely splendid, nor do they have a special streamer fairy rhyme.

But the long-standing sense of exquisiteness makes it have a few different ancient charms, which is daunting.

At this moment, in front of the ancient hall in the center, on the steps, there was a man dressed in tattered black blood armor, covered with scaly wounds, covered in blood scabs, and exuding an extremely weak aura, like a cross, tied to the rough wood standing on the ground.

Its head was drooping, its hair was scattered, and the mottled blood stained its cheeks, which were no longer visible from the original mask, and looked extremely embarrassed.

Or because he was thirsty, the man stretched out his tongue, which was already waterless, and licked his lips, which were cracked by dryness, in an effort to soothe the pain of lack of water.

"Haha, boy, thirsty, aren't you?"

A disciple wearing a blue and white brocade tunic with a sloppy appearance smiled at the man who was sluggish and unbearably short of water: "How about it, do you want Uncle Ben to reward you with saliva to drink?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his head and took a sip, and then, as if he was wiping his mouth heartily, he said, "This water is so delicious." ”

At the disciple's words, the man hung his head, pulled the corners of his mouth hard, and sneered weakly: "Snort, it's dirty, what's so good to drink." ”

"Yuan Sheng, what did you kid say!?"

The disciple's face changed, and he pointed at Yuan Sheng, who was tied to the wooden pillar, and scolded: "You kid say it again, whose water is dirty?"

He deliberately widened his eyes, made a ruthless appearance, raised his hand and said, "Believe it or not, I'll beat you to death." ’

"Come, if you have the ability, you will smoke me to death. ”

Yuan Sheng tiredly raised his pale cheeks, his eyes were bloodshot, and he said weakly: "Lu Pingfei, what if... If you don't beat me to death, you're not a man. ”

"Oh, I think you're really looking for death!"

Under his provocation, Na Lu Pingfei scolded, then rolled up his sleeves and slashed Yuan Sheng's two melon seeds.

Then, he looked at Yuan Sheng, who was bleeding from the corner of his mouth again, and said with a smile: "Yuan Sheng, do you really think that I don't know your thoughts?

"Don't dream!"

With a cruel word, he rolled up his sleeves and said, "I tell you, I will beat you a few times a day in the future, just not to beat you to death, and let you suffer this every day." ”

"In order to repay you for causing me to accompany you here to bask in the scorching sun day and night!"

For these days, Lu Pingfei has been standing, looking at this Yuan Sheng in the sun and rain, and the resentment in his heart has already accumulated a lot.

You must know that the other disciples are still the same as usual, cultivating Xuan, reading books, and occasionally playing a little bit, but only he wants to watch this half-dead Yuan Sheng is suffering.

How could he not be angry?

"Heh, shoot me, do you dare?"

After Yuan Sheng sneered, he sneered at Lu Pingfei: "If you kill me, your mansion master will kill you, so you don't dare to kill me, you don't dare, haha..."

"You!"

As if provoked by his ridicule, Lu Pingfei raised his hand and wanted to swing away again.

But at this moment, a leisurely word also came out from the ancient hall, temporarily shaking his hand: "He really doesn't dare to kill you, but I dare." ”

Following the prestige, Lu Yufeng, who was wearing a blue and white dress and a beautiful face, also slowly stepped out under the guidance of several disciples.

The appearance of the head raised is also extremely arrogant.

Immediately, under the respectful shouts of those Lu Pingfei, she stepped in front of Yuan Sheng, and said proudly: "Yuan Sheng, until now, are you still obsessed?"

"Hahaha..."

In the face of Lu Yufeng's words, Yuan Sheng smiled lightly at first, and then turned into a wild laugh in the sky, and Lu Yufeng's willow eyebrows were all wrinkled when he laughed.

Syllable!

Seeing this, Lu Pingfei also took a step forward directly, slapped the face of the smiling Yuan Sheng, and scolded: "When is it your turn to laugh!? ”

"Enough!"

Seeing that Lu Pingfei wanted to slap again, Lu Yufeng drank it back with a light drink, there was no ripple on her delicate face, and she looked at Yuan Sheng, who was no longer laughing, and said: "Yuan Sheng, as long as you are willing to tell everything you know about Beiliang Palace." ”

"And tell me, if Mu Ke was killed by Ye Liang, then you don't have to suffer these sufferings anymore. ”

At this point, she persuaded softly: "On the contrary, my Baifeng Mansion and Nanyun Mansion will still treat you as a guest." ”

"Heh..."

In the face of Lu Yufeng's words, the corners of Yuan Sheng's miserable white and bloody mouth showed a mocking smile, and he said with a sideways face: "Lu Yufeng, you have been saying this sentence since the day you captured me. ”

"Do you think it was useless then, but it will be useful now?"

At this point, he slowly turned his head that was slapped sideways by Lu Pingfei, looked at Lu Yufeng's resolute eyes, and mocked: "Don't treat our blood army of Beiliang Mansion as those soft bones of your Baifeng Mansion!"

"I want to take refuge in you, in the next life!"

"Hey, I think you're looking for death, right?"

Lu Pingfei heard his hard words, and he was angry again and wanted to roll up his sleeves and hit him hard.

However, before Lu Pingfei could make a move, Lu Yufeng's angry words spread: "Yuan Sheng, you really don't dare to kill you!?"

She is not a patient person, and the spirit spent on Yuan Sheng these days has almost worn out more than half of her patience.

Now she is kind enough to persuade again, but Yuan Sheng is still stubborn.

How could Lu Yufeng not reveal her true nature.

"Oh, will you? Do you dare?"

Yuan Sheng looked at her with a sneer, and said contemptuously: "You still want to use me to attract Young Master Ye Liang and kill me, what do you use to lure him!?"

"You're smart, and I'm too willing to kill you. ”

After Lu Yufeng generously admitted a word, she turned sideways, looked at the unmanned steps, and said with emotion: "But it's a pity, your young master is as timid as a mouse, I don't think he dares to come to save you." ”

"Snort, Young Master Ye Liang is smart and clever, how can he not even see through your tricks. ”

Yuan Sheng sneered: "So, if you want him to come, then wait until the next life!"

Syllable!

Before he could say this, Lu Yufeng's backhand was a slap on Yuan Sheng's cheek, and Yuan Sheng's blood spurted out of his mouth.

Then, she stared at Yuan Sheng coldly: "Yuan Sheng, let me tell you, if he doesn't come, you will die! I advise you, or pray, he can come!"

"Hahaha, Lu Yufeng, are you scared?"

Yuan Sheng had blood in his mouth, raised his head and smiled, then looked at her playfully and said, "You are afraid that if the young master does not come this time, you will never have a chance to kill him again." ”

"Because..."

After a slight pause in his words, he seemed to smile with great sympathy: "In the future, with the young master's demonic talent, he will definitely grow to the point where you need to look up, and at that time, you will be killed by him, hahaha..."

"You're looking for death!"

was exposed by Yuan Sheng, and Lu Yufeng's face was hideous and angry.

Immediately after, she withdrew from a distance, and a long whip with thorny backspurs appeared in her hand, looking at Yuan Sheng with a sharp gaze, and said, "Yuan Sheng, I'll give you another chance, to descend or not!?"

These days, when she was in a bad mood for everything, or when Yuan Sheng angered her, Lu Yufeng would lash out at him.

Now that Yuan Sheng has annoyed Lu Yufeng again, she is also going to whip him again.

In the face of her threatening words, Yuan Sheng smiled to himself as if he hadn't heard it: "When you get there, you will be chased by the young master like a lost dog..."

Syllable!

He was only halfway through his words, and Lu Yufeng's whip hit Yuan Sheng's body fiercely, and said ruthlessly: "You shut up for me!"

Scold...

Forcibly enduring this whip that even hurts his soul, Yuan Sheng gritted his teeth, resisted to the death, and continued: "Oh no, it shouldn't be a lost dog that was chased, but it should be directly destroyed..."

Smack!

Under his words, Lu Yufeng was like a demon, and he lashed Yuan Sheng desperately.

While flicking the whip fiercely, the green tendons in her throat burst out, and she roared angrily: "You shut up for me, shut up!!..."

It seems that he wants to vent all the resentment in his heart on Yuan Sheng's body.

Every time the whip fell, Yuan Sheng's flesh exploded and blood splattered out, and in just a few moments, her long whip was like a red whip, dyed through.

The sound of whipping one after another, like this open place, will not disperse for a long time!

Seeming to be tired, Lu Yufeng gasped, and looked at Yuan Shenghou, who was scarred and half-dead, with her delicate chest rising and falling.

She directly threw the long whip to Na Lu Pingfei and said, "You smoke it for me, and you will draw it to death!"

As she spoke, she walked straight to the side and sat down on the wooden chair brought by her disciple, as if admiring the cruel scene.

"Yes, lord. ”

Lu Pingfei bowed his head flatteringly, and after laughing, he turned to look at Yuan Sheng, and first whipped him twice.

His eyes showed a fierce light, and his face was hideous: "I tell you, your young master is a waste, he will not come to save you at all, and you can only stay here forever, be whipped by us, and be whipped until you die of old age!"

As he spoke, he raised his hand again and whipped towards Yuan Sheng.

Clang!

However, Lu Pingfei's hand had just been raised, and above the sky, a streamer wrapped in endless edges, with a sharp sword wind, instantly swept down and pierced his body.

Without a trace of blood, it was stuck straight into the ground in front of him.

The tip of the sword slammed into the ground, shattering the slabs, splashing bits of rubble and bringing up a little dust.

"It's... How... How could it be..."

Lu Pingfei saw that the pierced chest began to bleed gradually, and before he could put down the raised hand, he fell to the ground weakly.

Life is gone.

"Who is it!?"

This sudden shocking change also made Lu Yufeng stand up directly and look out of the square.

Bang bang!

The next moment, accompanied by a burst of heavy footsteps, a handsome man who seemed to be thin, but like a sword in the sky, wrapped in endless edges, stepped on the stone steps, and gradually came into everyone's eyes.

At the same time, a familiar and monstrous words with murderous intent also spread here, shaking over the entire Baifeng Mansion, and lingering for a long time: "Three-year covenant, today, I will come to destroy the mansion to take my life!"

"Let you know, Ye Liang is a promise, and he will do what he says!"

(End of chapter)